Sometimes, I get the feeling that i wanted you to be all mine. To be able to stop the time and let me keep you in my arms.
But life is not that simple.
You and your life. Me and mine.
Thinking about what life has given us both, leaving me to wonder if you are happy with yourself, unlike me. But I know we are different. I always know.
I live tou like I love the night. I’m admiring you. Your smile. Your flawless skin. Your laugh. Your everything. But I can’t to touch it. Because everything that i touch will be broke. And I love you. I want you to be eternal.
You’re everything but me.